More ABC’s of Smut with Smutketeer Eden Bradley/Eve Berlin

The Smutketeers are so glad to be here visiting International Heat with our naughty Alphabet of Smut! I write very smutty fiction as both Eden Bradley and Eve Berlin. Eve writes strictly contemporary BDSM erotic romance, and Eden writes contemporary BDSM, ménage, fetishes of all kinds, female fantasy, plus my lovely, kinky vampires and post-apocalyptic/futuristic, with steampunk and some other paranormal creatures coming soon-literally…hehehe…

Today it’s my turn and I have O through T, so let’s get started! And what better way to start the day than with a big ‘O’! And if I’ve forgotten something, be sure to tell me in your comment and be eligible to win a $20.00 gift card from Sephora, the site that supports my lip gloss habit! I’ll announce the winner in the comments section here on the night of the 14th!

O has to be for Orgasm! Who doesn’t love a good Orgasm? If everyone had an Orgasm a day, the world would be a better place. Who would have time for wars if we were all busy coming? If I had the letter ‘M’ on my list I’d add Multiples. And maybe add a little of Karen’s Hair-pulling just because… : )

P is for Power Play. If you’ve read any of my BDSM books (THE DARK GARDEN, THE DARKER SIDE OF PLEASURE, THE BEAUTY OF SURRENDER, PLEASURE’S EDGE…), you’ll know just what I mean. Someone’s gotta be on top, and if they’re doing it right, then *I’m* excited! Yeah, baby! Wait-what was I talking about…?

Q is for Quim. An old-fashioned word for the hooha. Smutty connoisseurs don’t discriminate about the classics. Plus it sounds so naughty–Quim.

R is for Rimming. Now, if you haven’t tried it, let me suggest you do as soon as possible. Because even though you may be a bit uncomfortable with the idea of someone’s tongue in your ass, it feels reallllly good. ‘Nuff said. Oh-except that if you need more clarification, just read R.G.’s Wasteland book, THE PRIESTESS.

S is for one of my fav-or-ite things (shades of Julie Andrews singing): Spanking! I love a good OTK (over-the-knee). It’s sort of old-fashioned in the nicest way. Although bent over a desk or the kitchen table works just as well. My only regret is that we only get to choose one, so I don’t get to talk about Strap-on’s.

T is for Book Three in my Midnight Playground series, THE TURNING KISS. Ooh-I got three ‘T’s’ in there! Almost as good as Crystal’s Fisting. Excerpt below!

THE TURNING KISS

Midnight Playground Book Three

Eden Bradley

“Are you ready for more?” Luka asked, tilting her chin in his hand. Heat rushed through her system at his touch. The intensity of his preternatural gaze as he looked into her eyes.

“Oh, yes. I’m ready,” she told him. It was the truth. She was burning with a hard, driving lust once more.

Luka smiled. The doors to the room opened. And Konstantine walked in, along with the most ancient vampire she had ever seen.

Ever.

So exquisite, everything else in the room—everyone—momentarily faded from view. He was even taller than Konstantine, and a stark contrast to the Russian vampire’s hard, dark looks. Ever was pale, as pale as white marble, his skin gleaming in a way she’d never seen before. His hair was just as pale, long and tied back from his face. And his face…his features were even prettier than Luka’s. Androgynous. So lovely it was difficult to look at him, to take it all in. His eyes were absolutely black, so dark they were like two pieces of glittering jet. Impossible to read. Mysterious. She had no idea if he’d been born with eyes so dark, or if it had more to do with his ancient nature.

She felt overwhelmed simply looking at him. In awe. Of his age, which seemed to emanate from his long, lean body. In awe of the force of his presence. And the pain so clearly etched on his features.

What must it be like to experience centuries, to carry those experiences with you?

But just as clearly as the awe was the heat building in her body as Ever and Konstantine strode across the room. The heat she felt from Calam next to her. Even the desire building in Luka’s vampiric body.

Konstantine was smiling at them, his fangs peeking at the edges of his lush mouth. There were no words, just Konstantine reaching for Luka, tearing his clothes from his body. The small ripping sound as fabric and leather gave way. Then Konstantine pushed Luka back on the bed, and in moments his own clothes were gone. His body was all hard, masculine lines, taut muscle, a sprinkling of dark hair on his chest. His nipples were nearly bronze. Erect. She wanted to touch them. To take them into her mouth. To watch Luka do it himself.

But it was Ever who came up behind Konstantine, his pale hands sliding around the darker vampire’s body. He pinched Konstantine’s nipples in his fingers, and Konstantine shivered, his eyes fluttering closed. Ilana watched as Ever pinched again, twisting the swollen flesh. She watched as Konstantine’s enormous cock twitched. And her body went soft and hot all over. Aching with the need to be touched. Fucked. For them to drink from her. To do as they wanted with her.

And in the back of her mind was that now-constant awareness of Calam.

Konstantine’s eyes opened, and he leaned over Luka, reaching for Ilana. He filled his palms with her breasts, and she arched into him.

“So beautiful, our ice princess,” he murmured, thumbing her nipples, then giving them a sharp pinch.

“Oh…”

“Yes, your sighs are so pretty,” Konstantine said. “Shall we hear some more?”

His hand slipped down over her stomach, his fingers driving into her soaking pussy, and her body clenched in response.

“Ah, yes, spectacular,” Konstantine said. “But what might happen should we all have our hands on you at once? Our mouths. Our cocks. Will it take all of us to melt you?”

She shivered, desire screaming in her veins.

Yes. Yes. Yes…

Konstantine leaned farther, over Luka, and Luka took his partner’s cock in his mouth and began to suck him hard. Konstantine drove his fingers deeper into Ilana’s body. And next to her, Calam pressed against her side, his mouth going to her nipple, sucking, tugging, biting just hard enough. And finally Ever bent over her and kissed her.

Sensation was like the brilliance of the sun shining through the windows, dazzling her. Ever’s mouth was a stunning contradiction of hard and soft. He tasted of honey and the weight of the centuries. He tasted of stone and moss and some flavor that was more a high-pitched sound just out of her reach than it was something she could taste.

She was writhing, on the edge instantly. Calam’s mouth was so hot on her breast, his hand kneading the full flesh. Konstantine’s thrusting fingers, driving pleasure deeper, deeper. And finally, Luka reached under her somehow and pushed into her ass with his fingers, soaked in the juices from her wet and aching sex.

Ever’s tongue twined with hers, the sweetness almost more than she could bear. That and the pleasure assaulting her from everywhere. Every orifice. Every angle. She forced herself to keep her eyes open, to watch Luka swallowing Konstantine’s cock, Ever’s hand still torturing Konstantine’s nipple.

Calam was pressing into her side, his hips working, his cock rubbing against her. She needed to feel him inside her. To feel some cock in her body.

Please…

Ever pulled his mouth from hers, laughing, a strangely hollow sound. “Then you shall have it,” he said, his voice deep. Ancient.

Another long, undulating shiver of pure pleasure at his words. Then everything shifted, so quickly she couldn’t keep up. Calam was kneeling between her thighs, his silver gaze boring into hers. He rose over her, slipped one arm around her body and pulled her upright, her breasts pressing against the taut planes of his chest. She swore she could feel his heart beating against hers. Just as erratic. Just as wild. She held on to his broad shoulders, loving the bulge of muscle beneath her hands. Her legs were draped over his thighs, strong and solid beneath her. Ever was behind her, his hands between their bodies. He pumped Calam’s cock a few times, then guided him to her sex. Calam arched, thrusting his cock inside her.

“Ah…”

Pleasure was sharp as a blade, stabbing into her body. And Calam’s gaze on hers still. His mouth was loose, his plush lips red. She tilted her chin and kissed him.

His mouth was sweet with the tea they’d drunk together, which seemed a thousand years ago, as his tongue plunged into her mouth, his cock drove into her body. And behind her was the odd heat and coolness that was ancient vampire skin and muscle. Ever smoothed his hands over her back, her ass. And as Calam fucked her, Ever began to spank her.

One hard slap on her ass, then another. Pain was simply another layer of pleasure. Her hips arched into Calam, wanting to take his cock deeper. Then she surged back into Ever’s touch, needing the pain with her pleasure.

Calam was kissing her harder. Fucking her harder. He pulled back, staring into her eyes. And as she watched, his features went lax with pleasure. He came into her, his cock pulsing. Watching him come was a beautiful thing, arousing, purely erotic. Something in her chest surged.

Calam.

Her body clenched hard around his still-rigid cock. And as Ever increased the tempo of his spanking, she came. Pleasure shafted deep. Pierced her. Until she was calling out, her nails biting into Calam’s shoulders, drawing blood.

She smelled it almost as soon as the vampires did, sharp and metallic. Konstantine was on Calam, tearing him from her grasp, throwing him to the floor on his hands and knees. He kicked Calam’s thighs apart and plowed into him.

Konstantine growled. Calam groaned. And the old vampire began to fuck him. Hard, punishing strokes while Luka knelt before them, stroking his own cock with his hand, his lean hips arching into his fist.

Ever pulled her into his lap, and she felt the length of his cock beneath her.

“Watch, my divine girl. Watch them as you love to do. Watch them while I fuck you now.”

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Thanks for stopping by, everyone! It seems T for Tongue is getting a lot of votes, and I *must* agree!
For those who asked, my Midnight Playground series continues with two more books in the coming months (ooh-I said ‘coming’ *G*)…The next in the series, EVERSONG, will be out in October, and I’ve also done a short prequel about the origins of my favorite vampire, Ever, in EVER: THE TURNING, which I’ll release in August, so more to come (ooh-I said ‘come’ *G*)!
Eden/Eve 🙂

I’m loving this new alphabet (oh, I said that yesterday). OK, um, I’m learning new words today. Had no idea what Quim is/was/could be. Thank you for educating me. I can’t wait to play Shuffled Row (similar to Scrabble) on my Kindle!

Time to announce my prize winner!
And the winner is…
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Christina Hay!
Christina-just email me: eden_bradley@yahoo.com with ‘IH Winner’ in the subject line, and I’ll get your Sephora GC out to you ASAP!
Don’t forget to check the comments sections from each of the Smutketeers posting days this week to see if you’ve won any of our other prizes, folks!
Thanks so much to the awesome authors at International Heat for having us! *smooches*